Tag Archive | alone

11/9/16

11/9/16


Muse-less without a lady. Sanely mundane, bound to drive my own-self crazy. Full speed down the lane, Lines looking hazy. Blurred, misty eyed, Just blink twice and save me. Been a long ride, Trying to park and pay-it. Gitra get out and face it.

4/12/16

4/12/16


Of course You know Another night No sleep Sharing bar-close kisses with strangers Post-lust-call Drug-driven hang-outs Snorting powders until daylight Swore, before you came along it was the last time. Swear, I was fine. Found what I’d wanted. Somehow made it mine. Too bad it takes two or more for our relationship, And it only […]

4/27/16

4/27/16


You left me this way. Single. Prey for the strippers, nurses, groupies, servers, and all my exes You know that I always fall victim. Sick, addicted and twisted. These hormones are killing me. Not even yours, but I’m still pretending. Still acting like she’s you, Still acting like I’m living.


Are the lonely really that alone? There’s SO many of us out here. Aimlessly wandering as one. Together in thought. Pretending we co-exist somewhere, with something, to make-up for the lack of a someone. We’re full of ourselves. Hyped with desperation for the fleeting feeling of hope as each day passes, mundanely unchanged. None of […]

5/23/16

5/23/16


All of my “let’s just be friends” still have my heart. At least, the ones I truly gave it to do. I’ll always love those women. Some of them have once loved me. Some of them still might love me back. It doesn’t just go out the window like that. Yes, I sometimes hold onto […]

5/25/16

5/25/16


Spit it out The words Leave ’em where they lie Honestly Honestly lie to me To yourself Think you feel some type of way Write it out You were probably wrong Just like I was

5/26/16 & 5/27/16

5/26/16 & 5/27/16


(5/26/16) We might not see eye to eye, Mainly cause I think when you shield yours from mine, You feel just fine. Cold and vacant, Even though I’ve faced it, Your face can’t be replaced that quick.     (5/27/16) You say we got no future like I’m talking to the dead Trying to resurrect […]

9/12/16

9/12/16


How bad do you really want it? Love, that is. Could I sacrifice selfish tendencies and reclusive solitary habits? Ironically those are the habits that lead me to look for love. Scribbling pages about heartbreak, alone in bars. That’s where I thrive. Wishing, hoping, dreaming of love

Expressionism – October 2013

Expressionism – October 2013


More than a year since we met in the physical. Not one of those days has passed without my mind crossing back to you. Life has come and gone since then, so don’t get me wrong, I’ve still been living. Sort of. Pretty healthy. Some days happier than others. Finally growing into this mold of […]

Back-logging cont.


More past poetry about women. Surprised?   Confidence. Spilled like paint. Splatter the walls, with thick strokes of thanks. Tell her that she’s pretty. Quickly. Before she forgets me. Fidgety, Palms are even turning clammy And I’m perspiring anxiety So if you look you understand me. Beads of sweat, Piled up. You’re gonna sense my […]